Poem by Alexandra Prince

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ghosts are thick as puddings
with each according to ability,
each according to his
need to ruin of the usefulness of a spoon.

they like the stepstep
of the praying pigs’ feet
then the pausepause
of their dive into.
quake from the center to the circumference
no matter when they float just over
or when the muddybottomed
bowl runs out.
bye the bye their reply
and not a story to deny.

Alexandra Prince currently lives in Buffalo, New York where she is a History PhD student focused on investigating intersections of 19th century religion and perceptions of madness. Her research on the Oneida Community is pending publication in Zygon: The Journal of Religion and Science.

Glenn Bowie is a published poet, lyricist and photographer from the Boston area. He also owns and operates an elevator company that supplies custom-built elevators for clients from New England to Hollywood. Author of two poetry and photograph collections (Under the Weight of Whispers and Into the Thorns and Honey) on Big Table Publishing, he donates all profits from his books to various charities for the homeless and local animal shelters. Glenn is also the official photographer for the Newton Writing and Publishing Center.